Nothing beats a haunted moonlit night on All Hallows Eve….
And on this fatal night, at this witching time,
the starless sky laments black and unmoving.
The somber hues of an ominous,
dark forest are suddenly illuminated
under the emerging face of the full moon.- Kim Elizabeth

All would be well could we but give us wholly to the dreams

and get their world that to the sense is shadow,

and not linger wretchedly among substantial things;

for it is dreams that lifts us to the flowing, changing world

that the heart longs for.

-W.B. Yeats